Eggshells 15
Author: Jena @i4z-0892-il
Summary: AU Serial Killers Sam and Dean Winchester find themselves in a bind when the Reader gets caught in the cross-hairs of their plans.
Pairing: Sam x Reader, Dean x Reader
Word count: 4022
Warnings: dark!fic, NSFW, 18+, Very graphic descriptions of violence, mature themes, death, torture, abuse, language, sexual assault, physical assault, PTSD flashbacks, some non/con-dub/con
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Pounding your fists against his back and screaming at the top of your lungs did nothing but make your heart beat so fast it threatened to crack open your ribs and burst free. There was no one around for miles. Nothing but a vast empty field, surrounded by thick empty trees. No one to hear you scream. No one to help you as you struggled. There was no one to save you. Sam was locked in a trunk, and the only other body on the property was the expired corpse of Jimmy Novak moldering away in the cellar. He certainly wouldn’t help you. Even if he could reanimate, there was no doubt he’d carry a bit of a grudge over what you did to him. You were completely, utterly, horrifyingly alone. And you were at the mercy of a madman. There wouldn’t be any charming your way out of this one, any defiance would be met with violence. The lucky streak had run its course, now you had to face your fate.
There were times when your fear was so palpable that you imagined it must have been the most terrified you’d ever been.
It was your first roller-coaster as a child. One of those swinging ships, it was shaped like a spaceship, and you were so small at the time that you nearly slipped out of the harness in your seat, your dad had to hold you in place. You got off the ride screaming that you’d never go on another coaster in your life. But as you got older you wanted to hit every single one, the most intense being your favorites- like the Intimidator which made you nearly black out.
When you were a Teen it was when you were at Hyperion, the cafe in the downtown area of your city, and an active shooter opened fire only a block away. Everything in your body froze solid as you hit the floor and crawled under the table waiting and wondering if he’d step into that cafe and blow you away like the other 5 victims.
In your early 20’s it was when a man got into a bar fight and was stabbed in the gut several times. He tumbled out onto the street, and ran into you then he bled out in front of you. You tried your best, you put pressure on the wounds where you could, but it was to no avail. You’d never seen a dead body before. After you gave your statement to the Police you went home and stood in the mirror covered in his blood for nearly an hour before you could shed your clothes and shower.
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